The Runaway Groom Chapter 821

Irene lifted a brow and wondered to herself if Isaac was a frequent guest here.

Why else would the man greet him so warmly?

Still, she had yet to find what this place was for.

“And who might this lovely lady be?” the man asked, turning towards Irene just then—this was the first time Isaac brought a woman here.

“My wife.” Isaac nodded slightly. “Please show us the way to the horse stables.”

Irene’s eyes widened and turned in surprise toward Isaac, asking softly, “Are we riding horses?”

“Yeah. So? Are you afraid?” Isaac asked.

Horse-riding was certainly a novelty for Irene since she had never done it before.

However, she wielded scalpels and cut people open, starting out with corpses while she was an intern.

In that sense, what was there to fear about horses?

Spurred by her ego, she reared her chin. “Don’t underestimate me.”

Isaac chuckled. “Sure.”

They headed into the building and took a small cart to the stables.

stopped outside the stables. There were forty stalls arranged in four rows, and each horse’s fur

could tell that

was waiting

said, “I did hear that you weren’t alone,

and to think that the first would be his wife! Do come

in to whisper beside her ear, “He owns this

my first time, so do pick a more docile steed for

to me.” Carl smiled and turned towards Isaac. “I’ll get your horses now while you get

“Good,” Isaac said flatly.

building to the rear, and Isaac had a private room to

apparel, though an attendant soon delivered Irene’s soon

top of the line, and the riding apparel

was black while hers

it did not suit the person,

colors were a perfect match too: white shirt, red vest, red

Carl had already picked them two horses:

white patch of fur on its head that resembled a lightning bolt—Isaac usually

need

shook her head—she wanted to do

their

now, the greenery here was a vibrant emerald

tend to the grasscape

you use to come here often?”

Isaac replied—this had been one of

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